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The next morning, a guy who didn't need sleep at all got up early, and with the faint mist that had not yet dissipated, he repeatedly played his unique martial arts in the empty courtyard, over and over again.

As her movements continued to accelerate, a certain stream of heat also surged in her body, like a pool of boiling water, turning into countless tiny threads that began to circulate regularly in her body. Her whole body cooperated with this scorching heat, and she breathed regularly, guided by the movements of her whole body, and constantly circulated this trickle in her body, repeatedly tempered, drawn from the aggregate of a certain blood essence in the heart, and finally returned to the original point.

Unlike her physical movements, her expression was very calm, and there was not a drop of sweat on her body, as if such a drastic movement was just normal for her.

However, on the surface of her body, there was a faint trace of white mist rising, jumping, condensing but not dissipating, and I don't know if it was because the surrounding morning fog was bound and entangled by her, or because of the heat emitted from her body.

"Hoo ......"

After another set of movements were rehearsed, she slowly gathered her momentum and exhaled a long white breath, which swept through the slightly cold air, and finally dissipated without a trace.

Not...... Sure enough, it's still very strange.

If it is said that the previous physical arts were exercising one's body, then now this puppet body that only has the blood essence of a certain vampire in it, what is it considerably exercising?

Xia stood in place, his eyes closed, his thin eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She could clearly feel that the continuous morning exercise for several days did not allow her puppet body to undergo any slight changes, whether it was for the better or the worst.

It was like a delicate man-made machine, and once it was built, its basic properties were established, and as long as it had the blood essence as its power source, it would be activated without worrying about stopping suddenly before it ran out of energy. But at the same time, its power attribute is also fixed, and no matter how the person who uses it operates, it cannot change this.

Unless, the functional structure or building materials of this delicate machine have changed and been replaced by a better option?

The thought came to her mind, but she immediately shook her head and left it behind.

After all, such a thing was a bit distant and even impractical for her, and she didn't have the ability of some Frankenstein to modify her body casually.

Well, it seems that this matter still has to fall on a certain little girl!

Is it magic......

What an enviable ability.

Xia took a few steps forward, picked up the misty cloak that had been placed aside in advance, and carefully looked at a certain magic pattern on it, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In this simple and even somewhat simple magic, she felt a mysterious power hidden deep behind it, which was fascinating.

Hey, I don't know if I'll be able to learn magic?

It's a pity that Alexie's little girl is always mysterious, and it is probably impossible to teach it to herself...... Is there any other way to get into the realm of magic?

...... Hmm, forget it, let's solve the problem of 'War Spirit' first!

Xia calculated a little in his heart, draped the misty cloak on his body, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

She remembered that she was going to a mercenary guild today.

However, as soon as she walked out of the door, she was confronted by a person with a stiff right hand and an embarrassed appearance of wanting to knock on the door.

"Are you...?"

Looking at this person, she couldn't help but feel a little strange: Hmm... Could it be the little girl's visitor?

"Uh...... Hello!"

The man also seemed to be a little surprised, he looked at the girl in front of him who suddenly came out of it, and couldn't help but say his intention: "I'm here to find Miss Xia, may I ask if she lives in ......?"

"You're a mercenary?"

Suddenly, Xia's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help interrupting the other party's words and asked him rhetorically.

Could it be that the task he posted in the mercenary union has already been taken over?

So fast? It was a bit of a surprise to her......

"Yes, this is my token. ”

The mercenary also seemed to understand the identity of the girl in front of him, and his expression became serious, and he spoke in a serious tone.

At the same time, he took something out of his bosom and displayed it in the palm of his hand, but his eyes were intently looking at her, as if waiting for something.

Xia nodded, understanding the meaning behind the other party's move, she also took out something from under the cloak, put it on the man's palm, pressed it with her fingers, and gently pushed it, after the two connected, it happened to coincide with the token in the other party's hand. Seeing this, the mercenary man also nodded, indicating that he confirmed her employer's identity.

This is something she got from a receptionist after a mercenary guild posted a quest to identify the mercenary who took her on the assignment.

This kind of identity confirmation didn't surprise her, she was just a little surprised that the task she posted would be followed so quickly, because in this case, it was too late for her to go to the mercenary guild to change the way the mission was notified.

Not...... Now, I hope you don't get seen by the people in the yard!

"Let's go, this is not the place to talk. ”

She said to the man, believing that he would be able to understand what she meant.

"Okay,"

When the mercenary man heard this, although he was a little surprised by the girl's words, he nodded quickly: "I do know of a good place, it is not far from here. ”

He expressed his understanding of some reasonable requests made by the employer, and at the same time had no reason to refuse.

......

More than ten minutes later, the two appeared in a tavern on a nearby street, which was quiet and empty on a gray morning, apparently not having its normal business hours.

The mercenary man walked into the tavern with Natsu, picked a quiet no-man's corner, and sat down there after getting Natsu's approval.

"Old Peter, a glass of rum that doesn't mix with water!"

Then, the mercenary man shouted at the man sitting behind the tavern counter, and beckoned in that direction, his tone and movements, obviously very familiar with the people and things in the tavern.

"Fart! Trea, you bastard, when did the liquor sold in my tavern run out of water?Hmph, if you don't make it clear to me, you don't want to buy even a drop of rum from me!"

Before the shout fell, there was a bang, and a curse suddenly came from the direction of the counter, she turned her head to look, but saw a man with a long scar on his face slapping the counter hard, and swearing in his mouth, he looked about fifty years old, maybe for a mercenary man who was only in his thirties, this person was indeed qualified to call the mercenary man a 'boy'.

It's just that this tavern is not a black shop, right?

She looked at a one-eyed man behind the counter with a black eyepatch on his left eye, and couldn't help but speculate maliciously in her heart, after all, the eyepatch and scar, this kind of sturdy image doesn't look very kind! At this moment, even if someone says that the identity behind this person is actually a notorious robber, it is estimated that some people will believe it.

Hearing the curse of the 'one-eyed man' old Peter, Treya, who was called the 'bastard boy' by the other party, ignored it, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently, but turned to look at her and asked her, "What do you want to drink?"

"I don't know what's here, so let's do as you want, a glass of rum. ”

Natsu only hesitated for a moment, and then replied that she was more interested in the relationship between the mercenary man and the tavern keeper than what she wanted to drink.

"Uh...... Are you sure?"

The mercenary man looked a little surprised at her answer, and he confirmed to her repeatedly, "I mean, that rum...... It's very strong and not for a young girl like you......"

"It doesn't matter. ”

For the mercenary man's hesitation, she only replied with these two words.

The alcohol is strong? huh...... If it could get the alchemy doll's body drunk, it would be a surprise for her!

"Oh, since you insist...... All right. ”

The mercenary man named Trea looked at her with a determined expression, but decided not to persuade her any further, turned away, beckoned to someone again, and shouted, "Hey, old Peter, another glass of rum, for my friend!"

This time, he didn't use water or anything like that to squeeze old Peter.

After a while, the 'one-eyed' old Peter came over, and with a bang, he placed a cylindrical wooden wine glass on the mercenary man's table, making a loud noise, but no wine spilled out of it, and the trick was very ingenious, apparently deliberately to give this bastard boy who did not respect himself to look good.

Then old Peter walked up to her again, and put down the wooden wine glass again, and his movements still looked rude, but he lifted his weight lightly, and did not make any loud noise.

"Hmph, that's depravity, bastard boy Treya!"

After doing this, the tavern owner went back, muttering and cursing incessantly, and his voice was barely audible to someone: "Early in the morning, you tricked the pretty little girl into old Peter's tavern, and tried to get the little girl drunk with spirits......, you ill-intentioned fellow, what kind of bad idea is you bubbling in your heart?"

"You're the one who deserves hell, old Peter!"

The mercenary man was a little embarrassed by the other party's words, and when he saw that the eyes of a certain girl were also staring at him, he couldn't help but be even more embarrassed, so he had to turn his head and scold the one-eyed man, and when he turned around, he didn't dare to look at the girl, but he just took a sip of the cylindrical wooden wine glass, and was very depressed, he whispered to defend: "Don't listen to that guy's nonsense, I didn't mean to bring you here......"

"I know. ”

Natsu's face was not displeased at all, but she interrupted the other party's words with something to say, she picked up the wooden wine glass, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it lightly, judging the taste and consistency of the rum, and then, without care, drank it down.